[Disclaimer] I don't own the copyright of the Twilight Saga or any other famous book.
[A/N] hides behind her laptop. God, I'm so terribly nervous about this chapter, I don't think I've slept at all this week, writing and rewriting it while I tried not to cry too much at certain parts of it.
(Should I give you a tissue warning? Well, I guess you'll find out yourself, if you need one.)
See you at the bottom.
**Chapter 65**
My second wedding was going to be so different from my first one that sometimes I had trouble to remind myself that it still was the same thing. Or it wasn't.
This was not about what people expected me to do. It wasn't about what Renee wanted or what was best for someone else that I cared for like Lilly.
This wedding, might it be officially legal or not, was just for me and Ali. I instantly pulled her closer to me, letting my lips brush gently over the spikey curls of her hair. She turned her head, and I planted a soft kiss on her sweet mouth.
"Are you sure that you want to do this? Because we don't have to if you don't." she whispered against my lips. I cupped her face between my hands and stroked down her cheekbones with trembling fingertips.
"Of course, I want to do it. God, I can't wait to be married to you, sweetheart."
"I just want to see you happy, Bella. Look, if you're having second thoughts about the wedding…,"
I put one finger on her mouth to silence her.
"Definitely not, but I'm nervous kind of."
"Don't have to be. Have you forgotten that it's just me?"
"Just you," I mumbled my voice so low that I wasn't sure if she was able to hear me speak at all.
"Just you; is all I'm going to need for the rest of my entire life."
She kissed my mouth, and I felt a pleasant shiver running down my spine when the tip of her tongue slipped between my lips. Tenderly she nudged it against my tongue, making me feel as if every single cell in my body had been set on an invisible fire.
"I can't believe that you really want Jasmine to come to the wedding. Have you forgotten that this woman hates me?"
"Have you forgotten that she's still my best friend?"
I stood up from the couch and crossed my arms in front of my chest.
"I don't trust her."
"But I do. Please, Bella, you don't have to be jealous. It's you that I want and not her."
I nodded my head and forced my lips into a faked smile that would probably look more like a grimace.
"You don't know how it's like to be jealous, Ali."
"Oh, yes, I do and I think it's an awful feeling. I never want to...well, just forget it. It doesn't matter anymore. What matters is the ceremony tomorrow."
"You're right, Ali." I whispered into her ear before I grazed its shell with my teeth.
"I think that it wasn't such a good idea not to touch each other until after…,"
I caressed the small stripe of bare skin on her flat stomach, feeling her shiver under my touch. Then she pulled back and sighed.
"I think it's a great idea and tomorrow night you'll find out why."
"Is that a promise?"
"Hmm, kind of,"
She kissed the tip of my nose and chuckled slightly.
"You're impatient, aren't you?" she asked me, stroking up and down my spine with her fingertips.
"And you're a tease."
"Teasing is good." she mumbled, twisting a wisp of my chestnut hair around her dainty fingers to pull me closer to her again.
"I like teasing you a lot."
"Evil, little pixie, I'm so happy that you're mine."
"I'm happy that you're mine, Bella."
I kissed her mouth and sucked her upper lip between my teeth to nibble on it.
"Aren't we supposed to spend the night before the wedding apart from each other?" she whispered hoarsely when I pulled back to gasp for air.
I nodded my head.
"We are supposed to get drunk and see some strippers or something like that."
"Firstly, I can't really drink because of my medication and secondly…I'm not really interested in watching some fake boobs."
She kissed the tip of my nose before she rested her head against my shoulder.
"I don't feel like going out."
"Me too, there are so many lovely things that we could do here right now."
Warmth spread through my entire body as I moved my hand under her shirt. God, how much I wanted her.
The doorbell rang and she jumped from the couch to open it. Jeez, she was really going to make me wait until tomorrow night, was she?
"Surprise!" Benjamin greeted us cheerfully while Angela behind him waved with a bottle of champagne.
I hugged Ali tightly from behind and planted a kiss on her shoulder.
"What are you doing here?"
"Selling cookies for the boy scouts, what else? Your Barbie sister suggested that we could…,"
"I fucking told you not to call me Barbie." Rose snarled at him before she leaned forward to kiss her pixie-like sister on the cheek.
"I can't believe, you're really getting married, Tinker-Ali."
"Rose, you know how much I hate it when you use that ridiculous name for me."
"She knows." Benjamin stated while he placed the bottle of champagne on the table in the living room.
"Rose, where is Lilly? Weren't you supposed to watch her tonight?"
"I left her with Emmett. That's okay, isn't it? Not much he can do wrong. I ordered pizza for them and now she's forcing him to re-watch that mermaid movie again."
Ali cleared her throat nervously before she spoke up.
"Look, it's really nice that you guys came over but Bella and I…,"
"Would love to be alone, wouldn't you? No chance. We are all going to get drunk and warm up old bed stories and tomorrow morning I'll make pancakes for us."
"Pancakes are good…especially with mustard, so delicious."
"Mustard? You're really weird, Barbie, but I don't mind as long as you give me some details about the way your husband looks like without his shirt on. And I want you to speak very, very slowly when you do that."
Rosalie snarled and sipped on the glass of orange juice in front of her.
"You know that my husband isn't gay, do you?"
Benjamin rolled his eyes and frowned.
"Thank you, Barbie. I'm aware of that."
"Just ignore him, Rose. He's not that good at respecting other people's privacy." Angela stated while she opened the bottle of champagne.
"But it's not his fault. My husband's entire family is like that. All of them are sticking their noses into things that aren't their business at all. I'm really happy that Vlad is off to Romania now."
"Me too," Benjamin mumbled, taking a glass filled with the sparkling champagne.
Angela grabbed her hand around it and made him put it back on the table again.
"You know that you're too young to drink, don't you?"
"You know that you're too young to act like a mom?"
She rolled her eyes at that and sipped on her own glass after touching it against mine.
"Dad wouldn't mind."
"Too bad your father isn't here right now."
Ali giggled and sat down on my lap. I wrapped my arms around her delicate waist and pulled her closer.
"Why are you laughing?" I whispered into her ear, twisting one of her curls around my fingers.
Instead of answering me, she turned to her brother.
"You're making Ela look like the bad parent."
"Guess, that'll be my part in the future." Rosalie mumbled nibbling on a candy bar that she had dipped into the inevitable mustard.
"Because sure as hell Em will say yes and amen to everything; he has a little trouble saying no to people that he loves."
"Good to know."
Benjamin smirked while he poured himself a glass of coke.
"In most cases the mother is the bad parent." I stated, playing with the spikey ends of Ali's hair.
"And how is that going to be when the two of you have kids together?" Angela asked me curiously.
"Technically your child is going to have two moms."
I felt Ali stiffen next to me and started rubbing her back to calm her down. The baby subject was difficult for her. It was difficult for both of us, but I knew that we would manage to make it through all the obstacles.
"Maybe we'll both be the bad parent or we change from day to day. Lilly insists that we're both mean when it comes to forcing her eat broccoli and stuff like that. So who knows? We'll deal with that when the time comes."
Rosalie placed her right hand on her stomach and mumbled something that was too low for me to understand it. Maybe she was just talking to the twins. I remembered doing that too when I was pregnant with Lilly.
"Are the babies' boys or girls?" Benjamin asked her while he tried to keep the dog from eating the chips on his plate.
"We're going to wait until the birth to find out about the sex."
"Aren't you curious?"
"Yes, of course, but I want it to be a surprise and…,"
"Did you know that the way you do it influences the sex of the baby?"
"What? Who told you that?"
"One of your stupid magazines, Ela,"
A grin flashed over his face when he turned to Rosalie again.
"So tell me, Barbie, how did you and your husband…,"
"Finish that sentence and I'm going to kick you where it really hurts; if we and how we do it isn't your damn business at all."
Benjamin chuckled and dipped a cracker into the jar of mustard before he handed it to her.
"Sorry, Barbie, I know he's all yours. I just like to tease you. It's so funny to make you angry."
"Hmm, whatever makes your boring life more fun, kid…and just for the record; it doesn't matter how we're having sex…the babies…well it was invitro fertilization."
"Isn't that when they put the egg out and shake it with…,"
"Yeah, kind of like that. They extract the eggs and put them back directly into the uterus after they've been fertilized."
"I've read about a case where they put the wrong egg into the wrong womb or however you put it and then the two…parents fought for custody over years."
"You're reading too much magazines. Something like that is so…unrealistic. The only cases when they implant the eggs into a woman that is not the biological mother is when the parents use a surrogate mother to carry out the child."
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I didn't sleep well that night, tossing and turning around for hours because Rosalie's mentioning of the surrogate mother kept me awake without me being able to tell why it did that. My own thoughts didn't make any sense to me at all. They were weird…too crazy, too strange.
The baby…Ali's baby…growing inside of me, for it couldn't in her…so weird, so crazy…so impossible. And when I finally managed to fall asleep I dreamed of a pair of caramel eyes in a tiny face starring back at me…
As the first rays of the orange colored morning sun warmed my face, I groaned and pulled a pillow over my head.
"Morning, gorgeous." she whispered against my lips before she planted a soft kiss on them.
"Did you sleep at all? You look terribly tired."
"Don't worry; I can sleep while Ela does my makeup and hair."
The door opened and Benjamin stuck his head in.
"Aren't you already up? Jeez, girls, we've got plenty, plenty to do. Bella, you're coming with me and Ela to our house to get dressed and…," he put one finger under my chin.
"We need to do something against the dark circles under your eyes."
I stood up from the bed and twisted my hair into a messy ponytail.
"You're a pro at making a woman feel beautiful, aren't you?"
"I'll be a pro at whatever you want me to be, Bella, as long as you move your ass down the stairs now."
He turned to Ali who still had her arms wrapped around my middle, unable to let go of me.
"You'll get her back when I'm ready with her."
I planted a soft kiss on the tip of her nose.
"Bye, honey. I'll see you later…if I survive what kind of torture Benjamin has planned for me."
"Don't worry; he knows that he better brings you back to me without any damage."
"Hmm,"
She kissed my mouth, sending pleasant shivers down my spine when the tip of her tongue nudged against my lower lip.
"Enough." Benjamin stated and pulled me away from a protesting Ali.
"We didn't even have time to say goodbye."
"The two of you have time enough for that later."
I followed Benjamin down the stairs, carefully making sure not to trip over one of Fido's toys on the stairs. It would be too embarrassing if we had to cancel the ceremony because of my clumsiness.
Downstairs Rosalie was arguing with someone on the phone while she sipped on a cup of tea that she was holding in her other hand.
"You know what? Do what you think is right, but don't come running to me afterwards when she cries and you can't handle that."
"Hmm…yeah, I love you too, bye."
She disconnected the call and stuffed the cell back into her handbag.
"Is everything okay?" I asked her worriedly.
"What? Ahm, yes of course, Bella. Everything is fine. Don't worry."
Her voice didn't sound convinced at all to me but Benjamin didn't give me any time to discuss things with her. So, I just hoped that everything was going to be alright; for I didn't think that my nerves were strong enough to deal with anything bad today.
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The woman in the mirror looked exactly like me and she looked so little like me that I had to pinch my left cheek to make sure we were both the same person.
"Do you think that she's going to like it?" I asked Angela while she continued putting dozens of pins into my hair to fix the red lily blossoms in it.
"No, she won't." she stated calmly.
"What?"
My voice raised two octaves, reaching an embarrassedly shrill frequency.
"Bella, she's going to love it. I'm pretty sure about that. Stop worrying, everything is going to be fine."
I sighed in relief, trying to calm myself down a little by taking several deep breaths.
"Is your father here yet?"
She nodded her head and frowned.
"He's talking to Benjamin in the hall. Seems like both of them are playing on team grandchild now…or team little brother…however you put it."
"At least they get along."
"Oh, they always did. It's Stefan whom my father dislikes and you know why."
"Thanks for doing that for me, Ela. It was so nice of you to ask your father to hold the ceremony for me and Ali."
"No biggie. Oh, before I forget it. There is someone waiting outside that insists on seeing you before we get started."
"It's not Renee, is it? Jeez, I don't need another of her speeches right now. It's bad enough that she cried when Rosalie picked her up from the airport."
"No, it's not your mom. Don't worry. Renee is far too busy warming up old stories with my mother."
The door opened and as soon as I saw the honey blonde curls of Jasmine's head my face turned into a frown.
"Can I talk to you for a moment?" she asked me nervously.
Angela cleared her throat.
"I'll give the two of you some privacy now. Whatever you do, try not to destroy her hair. I worked so hard on it."
She closed the door behind her and I sighed deeply.
"I don't know why you're here, Jasmine."
"Isn't that obvious? I'm here because I love Ali."
"Jasmine, I swear, if you're here to ruin the wedding…,"
She shook her head and twisted one of her curls around her fingers.
"No, I'm not, but I'm here to remind you that you better not mess this up, Bella, because if you do, I'll kill you. I'll kill you and bury your body somewhere on my father's land where sure as hell no one is going to look for your corpse."
An evil smile flashed over her face when she realized the horrified expression on my face.
"But I don't think that you will mess up. You wouldn't be here right now, if you didn't love Ali."
"Hmm,"
"And now you just have to do what you're supposed to do."
"And that is what?"
She walked over to the window and gazed out of it for a moment before she turned to me again.
"Well, at first you have to walk down the stairs out there and marry the woman of our dreams…because stubborn as she is and unfortunately for me…you're the one that she wants to get married to."
"I love her."
"I know. I love her too."
I know, I thought but I couldn't manage to speak the words out loud.
XXXX
I had no eyes for the beautiful decoration of red and white lilies that were hanging everywhere around the room, filling the air with their intoxicating scent. I barely noticed the people sitting in front of the wedding arch.
All I could focus on were her beautiful caramel eyes that were sparkling in every possible shade of amber while a single tear rolled down her cheekbone. She was perfect…and she was to be mine for the rest of my life. I almost couldn't believe that destiny could be so kind to me.
Slowly I raised my hand and wiped the liquid pearl on her cheek away with my fingertip, noticing that my hands were trembling slightly.
She nodded her head, a small gesture that showed me that she was just as nervous about this as I was.
Angela's father cleared his throat before he spoke up. His voice sounding warm and melodically, giving each word he spoke an even deeper meaning.
"We've come here today to celebrate god's amazing gift of love. For every kind of love is nothing but god's miracle that he does to us and we should be grateful that he blesses our hearts and souls with his gift."
I swallowed hard, trying to hold back the tears although I wasn't sure if I would manage it. Had they used waterproof mascara for my makeup? I really hoped they had, for I would probably look like a little panda bear after the ceremony, if they didn't.
Ali took my hand in hers and squeezed it for a moment while I tried to concentrate on Angela's father's speech again that started now on the verse we had chosen for him to read out before he wed us.
"Where you go, I will go; where you lodge, I will lodge; your people shall be my people, and your god my god. Where you die, I will die…there will I be buried. May the lord do thus and so to me, and more as well, if even death parts me from you."
So far for holding back the tears...
He told us to stand up, and I desperately hoped that my shaking knees wouldn't buckle underneath me. Why on earth did I agree to wear heels?
I made a worried look in Jasmine's direction when he asked the question about speaking now or forever holding peace but her face remained a calm mask as she sat next to Zafrina on the bench.
Ali placed her hand in mine and it felt as if I was holding the whole world in in when I closed my fingers around her dainty knuckles.
"So, if the two of you are willing to join each other in matrimony, repeat after me."
"I, Mary Alice Cullen,
"I, Mary Alice Cullen…"
"…take you, Isabella Marie Swan,"
"…take you, Isabella Marie Swan,"
"…to be my wife."
"…to be my wife."
"I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad time,"
"I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad time,"
"In sickness and in health,"
"In sickness and in health,"
"I will love and honor you all the days of my life."
"I will love and honor you all the days of my life."
"Take this ring from me as a symbol of my feelings and a token of my love."
"Take this ring from me as a symbol of my feelings and a token of my love."
Her lips turned into a bright smile when she slipped the ring on my trembling hand. And I knew that she truly meant every single word she had spoken right now.
When it was my turn to speak I was afraid that I wouldn't manage to bring out one single word but then Ali's eyes met mine again and somehow the words magically like came over my lips.
"I, Isabella Marie Swan,"
"I, Isabella Marie Swan,"
"…take you, Mary Alice Cullen,"
"…take you, Mary Alice Cullen,"
"…to be my wife."
"…to be my wife."
"I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad time,"
"I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad time,"
"In sickness and in health,"
"In sickness and in health,"
"I will love and honor you all the days of my life."
"I will love and honor you all the days of my life."
"Take this ring from me as a symbol of my feelings and a token of my love."
"Take this ring from me as a symbol of my feelings and a token of my love."
I placed the ring on her delicate finger, hoping that it would stay there for the rest of our lives.
When I leaned down to kiss her ruby tinted lips I hesitated for a moment. Or maybe hesitating wasn't the right word. It was more like I was trying to cherish every split second of this forever.
A heartbeat later her mouth was on mine and the world around me disappeared completely. The tip of her tongue nudged against mine and I moaned into the sweetness of her mouth when she started swirling her tongue over the sensitive skin on my bottom lip.
Someone pulled on my dress but it took me a while until I finally managed to pull back.
"Mommy! Oh, mommy, your dress is so pretty."
I lifted her up and planted a kiss on her forehead.
"Thanks, sweetie, yours is pretty too."
"Auntie Ali made it for me but she said I can't wear it to school."
"Hmm,"
I twisted a wisp of her copper hair that now framed her face in chin-length curls around my finger.
"Honey, what did you do to your hair?"
"Don't ask." Rosalie mumbled before she wrapped her arms around her sister's neck.
"I'm so happy for you, Ali, much more than words could ever say."
She planted a kiss on each of her cheeks and rubbed the mark of lipstick she left on them away with her fingertips.
Emmett knocked the breath out of me when he put his arms around me in a bear-like grip.
"Congrats, Bella…and, oh, I really like that dress on you. It makes your boobs look good."
I blushed and that made him chuckle sheepishly.
"See, Rosie, I told you at least one of them was going to be a blushing bride."
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"So this is what you wanted Isabella?" Renee asked me skeptically when she planted a kiss on my forehead. I nodded my head and squeezed Ali's hand.
"Grandma Renee, can I sit with you when we eat?"
"Of course, you can, sweetie but please stop calling me grandma all the time. It makes me feel old."
"Don't you want to be my grandma?"
"No, sweetie, but…,"
"Ali! Bella! This is so wonderful!" Maria called out before she lavished us with a bunch of Spanish blessings that I didn't really understand. Whatever it was it sounded nice and Maria seemed to be in an excellent mood despite the presence of her unloved ex.
Angela hugged me, while her husband searched for something in his pockets. He pulled out a tiny black box and cleared his throat nervously before he spoke up.
"This was your mother's."
"Thanks," she croaked out, when she turned the silver bracelet around in her hand.
"You look lovely. Your mother would have been proud of you today."
"I am proud of her."
"Mom!"
Ali wrapped her arms around Esme's neck and started sobbing uncontrollable against her mother's shoulder.
"Oh Mom!"
"Shhh, sweetie, please stop crying. You're going to ruin all your makeup."
She sniffed and pulled back. I handed her a tissue and put one arm around her quivering shoulder.
"The dress is pretty, Bella."
"Thanks, and thank you for coming today; it really means a lot to Ali…ahm, I mean to us."
"I know…,"
Carlisle entered the room and for a moment I was afraid that he was here to ruin everything.
Then I realized how horrible he looked, like he hadn't eaten or slept in days.
"Dad? Oh god, I can't believe that you…,"
"Hmm, me too, Mary Alice, but your mother and your sister, well, you sure know how they are when they work together. They have no shame at all…,"
He cleared his throat and leaned forward to plant a kiss on Ali's tear-covered face.
"Mary Alice, I really hope you'll be happy."
"Thanks, dad."
"You look beautiful. I can't believe you managed to make that dress all on your own. Seems like not everything they told you in that school in Paris was completely useless."
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"Isabella, why did you allow Lilly to cut off her pretty hair?" Renee asked me while she sipped on the black coffee in front of her. She didn't eat any cake. Of course, she didn't. My mother was the kind of person who never eats candy. Was life worth living without any sugar at all?
"Isabella?"
"What? Oh, I didn't…Lilly, what happened with your hair?"
Emmett starred down on his plate and mumbled so low that his voice was barely audible.
"We kind of had a little accident this morning."
"You had what?"
"Hmm, she wanted to straighten her hair for the wedding and she told me that she knew exactly how to use this…how's that crappy thing called again?"
"I can't believe you let a five year old child handle something like that on her own. She could have hurt herself…burned her skin and not only her hair."
"But, Rose, she told me that…,"
"And if she told you that she could fly would you let her jump out of the window? God, I'm going to raise my children with a mentally twelve year old."
She hit him playfully on the head and put a wisp of Lilly's curls between her swollen fingers.
"Don't worry, honey, it'll grow back soon."
"Oh, I don't want it to. I really like my new haircut." She stated cheerfully.
Renee shook her head.
"It makes your face too round, sweetie."
"Hmm," she mumbled, licking off a bit of the chocolate frosting from her spoon.
"Isabella, you shouldn't allow her to eat candy all the time or she's going to get as chubby as you were as a child."
I made my hand a fist under the table.
"Mother, Lilly is not overweight. She's just tall for her age."
"I know, Isabella, but she'll be if you don't…,"
"Mother, we're not going to have this conversation again."
"Renee, did you know that skinny women are supposed to get wrinkles much earlier than curvier ones?" Ali asked her while she started rubbing small circles over my wrist.
"That's not true."
"She's actually right. Most of the women my colleagues do facelifts on are rather thin." Carlisle stated.
Renee cringed and pulled a tiny mirror out of her handbag to check her reflection. I suppressed a giggle and planted a soft kiss on Ali's lips.
"Thanks," I whispered so low that no one apart from her would be able to hear me.
"Grandpa, can I drink some coffee too?"
"Don't you think that you're a little too young for that, honey?"
"No, I'm not. You drink coffee all the time and I want to try some too."
"Sweetie, coffee is not that good. See, I've had terrible heartburn from that stuff."
"Heartburn? I have some of Stefan's heartburn pills in my handbag." Angela told him and pulled out a tablet tube.
Carlisle's mouth twitched for a moment when he read the name on the backside.
"You can have one, if you need it."
"Hmm,"
"Carlisle?"
"Sorry, did you say something?"
"Do you want to take one of them for your heartburn?"
"These aren't…well, I don't need anything right now, thank you, Ela."
She shoved the pills back into her handbag and emptied the glass of champagne in front of her.
Ali stood up from her chair and pulled me with her.
"Your dress is really beautiful, Bella. Remind me to thank my brother for finding it for you."
"I will,"
"So pretty…but I guess, it's going to look fantastic on the floor in our hotel room too."
"Do you want us to leave?"
"Don't you?"
"Can't wait to, I just want to dance with you again before we go."
"You hate dancing."
"Yes, I do because I suck at it…but my beautiful wife kind of likes it a big deal."
"Hmm, yes she does. Oh, Bella, that was actually the first time you called me your wife. I can't tell you how happy that makes me."
She stood up on her toes to kiss my mouth again while she slowly started rocking her hips against mine.
"Say it again."
"My wife…my sweet, beautiful wife, how much I love you."
"I love you too."
I kissed her velvety lips, letting the tip of my tongue caress the inside of her mouth.
For a moment the world around me vanished into warm shades of orange lights before I felt a hand on my shoulder. I pulled back to blink into Zafrina's ebony face.
"Can I cut in?"
"If you want to…but Ali here can tell you that I'm the worst dancer under the sun."
She chuckled slightly.
"It's all in the lead." she stated, swirling me around in a graceful move. And she was actually right. Dancing with her was easy, so easy that I almost forget about my fear about stepping on her feet.
I got a glimpse of Jasmine who was holding my pixie-like wife in her arms. Ali laughed at something she told her and I automatically stiffened.
"Try to relax, Bella. She's not going to steal your bride away from you."
"She might try to."
"Get a grip on that jealousy of yours. Jasmine is working so hard to keep up a happy face for Ali."
"Hmm,"
"And she looks lovely in that blue dress, doesn't she? It makes her eyes look like cornflowers."
"You kind of like her, don't you?"
"Maybe a little bit, but I'm determined on not kissing her tonight. That just wouldn't be right."
"Because she's still in love with Ali,"
"She needs to overcome that…fascination first. And until that, I won't kiss her, although she needs kissing badly. That's what wrong with her. She should be kissed often, and by someone who knows how."
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Her sweet mouth was on mine as soon as I closed the door of the hotel suite behind us. She gasped for air and I used the opportunity to slip my tongue between her slightly parted lips. Gently I nudged my tongue against hers and caressed the inside of her mouth as if I had never tasted its sweetness before.
Slowly we moved over to the huge bed on the other side of the room, trying not to fall over the crinoline of my long dress.
I fumbled at the tiny buttons on my back but Ali stopped me.
"Don't…,"
She reached her hand out and stroked over the exposed skin on my cleavage with her fingertips.
"So soft," she whispered hoarsely before she stood up on her toes to bury her face against the warm flesh.
Something similar to an electric current went through my body when she moved her tongue up and down between my breasts.
"You have no idea what that dress does makes me want to do, but I can show you."
A smile flashed over her face before she kneeled down and disappeared under the crinoline of my wedding dress.
Her hands stroked up my thighs painfully slowly until she reached the thin lace of my panties. Finally two of her fingers slipped underneath the already damp fabric. Somehow my hands found hold on the wall behind us, for it seemed difficult for me to remain standing upright without any support.
It had been so long since she had touched me like that for the last time and so my entire body was extremely sensitive to each of her caresses. She pulled my underwear down and when I felt the tip of her velvety tongue against the throbbing pearl of my clit I shattered into tiny pieces, like countless flashes of light while I felt as if the waves of my climax wouldn't stop.
I lifted my dress up and pulled her into my arms, tasting myself on her lips when I kissed her gorgeous mouth again.
"My wonderful, seductive wife, how much I love you." I mumbled against her trembling mouth when I finally managed to pull back again.
I turned her around and sucked the sweat covered skin on her collarbone between my teeth. Not caring if I would leave a mark on her pearly colored flesh. God, I wanted to mark her.
My fingers unbuttoned the dozens of pearls on her back, while I planted soft kisses on each inch of exposed skin in front of me. After a few moments it fell down her slim legs, leaving her in nothing but a white satin corset.
"Beautiful…so incredibly beautiful," I whispered as I cupped her perky breasts in my hands and started massaging them gently. Her nipples hardened under my touch and a low moan escaped her throat when I rolled them between my thumb and my forefinger.
"More than words can say…I love you way more than words could ever say." she mumbled while she opened my dress in quick and skilled movements, making it fall down on the ground next to us where the ruby of mine and the ivory of hers formed a small pile of satin and lace.
I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her on top of me on the bed. When I had settled her above me I dart out my tongue to lick up the tiny drops of sweat that were running down her cleavage.
"Oh, Bella, please…,"
"Please, what?" I teased her, stroking over her flat stomach in slow circles.
"Touch me."
I shoved her silk thong down her legs and caressed the insides of her thighs with my fingertips.
"Please," she croaked out, her voice trembling with lust.
I pulled her closer until her bare pussy lips were glistening right above me. She whimpered slightly when I licked her from her entrance up to the pearl of her clit and down again.
Her legs started trembling slightly while more of her sweet essence poured down my throat. I shoved two fingers inside her and curled them upwards, feeling her inner walls clench around them a heartbeat later.
I continued stroking her, trying to bring her down from her climax while I licked up every drop of her lust that tasted not sweet, not tart, and not salty but like a perfect mixture of it that was just her and nothing else.
She leaned down and planted several kisses all over my face, trying to catch her breath again.
"I love you...so very much."
I kissed her lips and twisted a wisp of her dark curls around my fingers.
"Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could stay here for longer than just one night?"
"Hmm, of course it would. But as tonight is all we're going to get…we should make the best out of it."
"We still have the entire night, haven't we?"
I sucked her hardened nipples between my lips to nibble on it, making her moan out in pleasure.
"You weren't hoping on getting any sleep tonight, were you?"
Instead of answering me, she leaned over the edge of the bed and pulled out a box with a red ribbon around it
"Open," she instructed and as soon as my eyes caught the purple dildo inside of it my cheeks turned into a bright reddish color.
"That…it's for both of us." she explained while I turned the dildo around in my hands.
"I don't think I understand."
"Let me show you."
She cuddled her pixie-like body against my side and parted my legs, letting the head of the dildo rub against my inner lips until it slipped into my slick entrance. Slowly she shoved it into me and I gasped at the feeling of being stretched like that.
"Are you okay?" she asked me, swirling the tip of her tongue over the shell of my ear.
I nodded my head, unable to bring out any reasonable words now.
She started pumping the dildo in and out of me in slow thrusts, going a little bit deeper with each of her movements, deeper but not deep enough.
Then she lowered herself on the other end of the dildo, making it slip into me so deep that it reached spots inside me that had probably never been touched before.
"Oh, Bella." she moaned out when I instinctively started rocking my hips back and forth. Somehow she managed to keep the dildo between us, while it almost disappeared between us until our outer lips nudged against each other.
The feeling of being that close to her combined with the sensation of the dildo that kept pumping in and out of me, set my entire body in a frenzy-like fever that didn't subside when my inner walls convulsed against the plastic toy inside of me, triggering her climax that made her legs tremble.
Her head fell back on the soft cotton pillows behind us.
I pulled her body against mine, caressing the tattoo on her hipbone with my fingertips.
She twisted a wisp of my long hair around her dainty fingers and took one of the red lilies in her other hand.
Slowly she moved it down my cheek, over my collarbone and the hardened nub on my left breast. Then she moved it lower, letting it swirl on the sensitive skin around my belly button. Her fingertips caressed the bulky scar that was running right across my abdomen, before she moved the petals of the flower over the jagged edges of the scar. Somehow she managed to melt the ugly of it with the beauty of her love. And in her love, I felt beautiful.
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